After I decided to divorce my wife, I left her and rented a room from a lady in town. I was still walking for exercise and explored my new neighborhood for a safe place to walk in the mornings.
The next day I started walking in the area I had explored previously. I knew there was a little park close by so I made my way there taking the long way around. I approached a house on the corner and saw a lady under the carport. I couldn't see much of her with the shade but I was able to see her silhouette.
She appeared to be short and a little fluffy. I would not call her skinny but would not say fat either. I'll say she was petite in statue and rounded. As I turned the corner, I could see her better. She had short dark grey hair. Her hair wasn't straight, but it wasn't really curly either. I supposed wavey would be a good way to describe it.
She wasn't the prettiest lady but I found her to be desirable. She had on a night gown and I could see the shape of her naked body from the sun shining across the carport. I could tell she had granny panties on but she had nothing else on under the gown.
When I got home, I questioned who she was with my landlord. I didn't want to make it obvious that I found her interesting. She told me her name was Dolly and continued by saying he was not a very friendly lady.
From then on, I paid attention to her house when I passed in my truck or while walking. I saw she had a husband but he didn't look too healthy. I searched her on the internet and found out she was in her early 80's.
After a few months, I started getting her attention while I passed by. If I saw her outside, I would always greet her in some way. Sometimes on my walk, we would get into a small conversation about the weather or current events. It was always the highlight of my walk. She was the one who kept up the property and the property across the street where her daughter lived. Once a week you would see her cutting the grass on a riding lawn mower. She would also use a weed eater to trim the areas around the house.
A couple years had passed, and I learned her husband had passed away. It didn't seem to have much of an effect on her. She continued her normal life. She continued cutting the grass and doing her weekly grocery shopping. Sometimes I would see her at the grocery store and have a short visit with her. I tried to pay attention to what type of groceries she would buy so I could learn a little more about her. I was curious if she ever bought any panty liners or feminine products you often see older ladies buy.
I could tell she was getting more comfortable with me. I can see why my landlord said she was not too friendly but I was able to get on her good side. Eventually, while I walked, she would meet me outside and offer me a bottle of water. Sometimes she would invite me inside to drink my water or we would sit outside under her patio. Dolly became a little more friendly each time we would visit. I particularly liked when I would see her outside in her gown or house dress.
Sometimes, when the sunlight was shining just right, I would see right through her gown. Sometimes I could see she wore panties and sometimes I could tell she didn't have panties on. I could see her figure perfectly in the light. Her breasts did sag some as you would expect on a lady her age but they did look full and larger than average. If I had to guess, I would say she wore a 38D bra. Again, if I had to guess the size of her panties, I would guess a size 6-7.
Dolly had shapely legs. I mean her legs might have been thick but you could see she had ankles, calves, knees and thighs. I would get turned on seeing her like that. Often, I would fantasize of her being nude. You could tell she was not a 20-year-old. Her body showed signs of being a matured lady but she looked wonderful.
Eventually, I would give her a hug and then later a kiss. My visits during my walks would be longer each time. I was getting to know her pretty well and I found her to be an interesting lady. Once you got to know her and where she came from in life, there was so much to like. I was starting to understand her and why someone might say she wasn't friendly.
She had rough marriage but didn't have the means to get out of it. She would describe it as a "loveless" marriage. She never felt her husband really loved her or just didn't know how to show it. She never felt sex was fulfilling. As she described it, she said she always felt something was missing. She never understood why some people liked it so much when it often felt like it wasn't worth the trouble.
The talks about her marriage and sex life were more detailed at times. I tried to describe what sex should be like. I told her that a married couple or people who love each other should make love not just have sex. She asked me to describe the difference as he didn't know there was a difference. I told her that my marriage was the same except my ex-wife didn't know there was as difference. I continued by telling her that having sex is just that; intercourse. To have sex with a person doesn't mean you have feelings for that person. Basically, it just to release sexual frustrations. Which nothing is wrong with it.
Often married couples will have sex even if they usually make love. I went on by telling her that making love is so much more personal. It's when you care for each other enough to satisfy the other person above your own satisfaction. It's when you explore each other's bodies and do what it takes to make that person feel like they are the most important person on earth.
She asked if only married couples made love or could two people who aren't married make love. I said any two people can make love. You don't have to be married to make love. You cannot be selfish of your own feelings. You have to care enough for that person to want to satisfy and fulfill their needs above your own needs. I told her that sometimes sex is fulfilling and satisfying without making love. She said that it could get confusing. I agreed but also told her that she will know the difference once she makes love.
